The Tyrant Alpha Novels & Stories

How much more does she want? This is ridiculous he has a house he could have taken her in. Is he doing this out here just to bother me? Why is my tyrant having sex with some whore bothering me? As much as I hate for him to know this bothers me and that I'm out here I can't watch this any longer. Slowly standing up his eyes dart to meet mine. I guess I'm not as stealthy as I had hoped. Rolling my eyes at the smirk on his face trying to hide the hurt in my eyes I turn and go inside slamming and locking my door. I just can't win!

Hunter might have failed as a friend and as a Mate but there's a thing that can never ever be changed and stood as the undeniable truth above all, and that was Hunter will never fail as an Alpha— As a ruler. And this value of his had added another hindrance to the already existing ones in my way that I had thought would help me resist him. Resisting my tormentor was going to be far more difficult than I had perpetually presumed.

Each man and his wife would look to their daughters as if wondering how they could prevent the same fate. Old Alpha Crane didn’t realize that he’d sent panic and resentment among his officers, he might not give a shit about his daughter, but the others were actual wolves through and through. They would die for their families. I doubt he realized the mutiny he just started. Good. The old bastard deserved to die as horribly as my brother and father. If they took me out in the process, I would be okay knowing that she would survive and thrive without us.

He would’ve come running to my side to spill some juicy secrets. “I’m sure you all must have heard we have a new target,” Hades continues, his cold voice cutting through the room like a blade. “His name is Tyler, Alpha of the Silverblood Pack.” Gasps echo. Is he serious? Alpha Tyler? In the entire werewolf territory, he’s the most feared. He’s ruthless, brutal, and so fucking selfish. I heard he killed a family member just to save his own ass once. Hades wants one of us to kill such a man? That’s a death sentence.

"They wouldn't dare defy me" the Alpha growled, his gaze on his subordinate as he declared his stance. His name was Ligon Tiv. Among wolves, the name carried weight like metal striking against thunder claps. To friend and foe alike, it meant power, wealth, and a lineage no rival had ever broken. He was the Alpha of Tungsten Pack, the only son of his parents. Ligon’s gaze drifted past his commanders, unfocused. The crackle of the nearby fire seemed to pull something from deep within him.

He was cool and she loved him. Although he was not the most powerful Alpha he had a little amount of power. When she would present herself at the annual celebration, he would choose her as his mate and they would live together forever, Well..that was her vision. A vision she was sure would come to pass. "Alpha Maxdole." She giggled, running down the stairs and into his arms. "Easy there, your little peanut." He mumbled. "How are you doing Alpha? Would you mind drinking first before leaving?"

“I told you that you cannot mark some ordinary she-wolf as your mate!” “Many wolves do it!” He glared. “And any she-wolf is better than that worm I had gotten for a mate. And I have taken care of her as well.” Frederick shook his head. “Many wolves may do it. But you are no normal wolf, are you? You are an Alpha. And any she-wolf is better than her? Son, you are talking about the great Alpha Naturale of Crescent Moon Pack. She is no ordinary she-wolf. She holds in her the boon of utmost prosperity.”

The crates were packed with brand-new silver-tipped rifles, tactical vests, and heavy iron blades bearing Lord Victor's coiled serpent seal. The rogue wolves froze in shock, their pale faces turning up toward the shattered doorway. They wore plain leather coats and red armbands, their hands sticky with crate grease. "It's Malakai!" a rogue wolf yelled from the back truck, his voice shrill with sudden panic. "The Northern Alpha is here!" "Shoot him!" another voice screamed. "Kill him!" I did not give them time to raise their iron. I stepped through the broken doorway, racked a shell into my heavy shotgun, and pulled the trigger.

Every opinion he held was immediately adopted by my family. 《Look at them,》 Nyra muttered in my head. 《They are practically begging him to step on them.》 "They have to," I thought back, stepping away from the table and returning to my spot behind Maris. "He is the future Alpha." 《He is a tyrant in a nice suit,》 Nyra countered. 《Arrogance wears a handsome face far too often for the good of the world.》 I kept my face perfectly blank, but I silently agreed with her.

When no such response came from him after my revelation, I decided to watch outside the streets of the beautiful pack. Almost everyone had a good car, a branded and luxurious one. This pack was so ahead of everyone and it was all because of Alpha Tyrion who had worked day and night for his people. As an Alpha, he had framed rights and punishments almost identical to those of human world. Yet a more cruel than them. "If you feel insulted, then try to do something so that I start respecting you a little. " Alpha Tyrion said not meeting my gaze when the car halted in front of the Pack house.